Good Times Taylor

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

He is kind, thoughtful, full of energy, confident, tender, observant, happy, purposeful (intense), inquisitive, and eager. He makes each day more fun and full. He doesn’t waste one second of the day and is always ready for whatever is next.

I can count on him to be happy and helpful.

Truly, he is a gift.

Often I get overwhelmed when I think of the task of raising him.

Keeping him safe, protected.

But more than, I want to foster the maturing of his sweet spirit.

To provide the environment, the fertile ground for the growth of his gifts- of joy, of encouragement, of passion.

That’s heavy. To me.

Last night as I scratched his back and he was falling asleep, I asked God to protect him.

That he would always feel comforted when needed. And ultimately know the comfort and peace that only comes from knowing Jesus.

Then, this morning as we were driving to his birthday breakfast at the donut store, a sweet new song played that I downloaded last week.

and I was reminded that it's not up to me. or GT and me, his parents.

I am not solely responsible for his maturity, his spiritual growth, his life (ultimately).